Oh the shark has pearly teeth dear
And he shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has Macheath, dear
And he keeps it out of sight

Oh the shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves though wears Macheath, dear
So there's not a trace, not a trace of red

Oh Sunday, Sunday morning
Lies a body oozing life
Someone's sneaking 'round that corner
Tell me could it be, could it be, could it be Mack the Knife

Oh whats the next chorus to this song now
This is tne one now I don't lnow
But it was the swinging tune and it's a hip tume
So we tried to do Mack The knife

Ahh Louis Miller, caught something about cash
Yeah Miller he was filling that trash
And Macheath dear, he spends like a sailor
Tell me tell me tell me could that boy do something rash

Oh Bobby Darin and Louis Armstrong
They made a record Oh but they did
Now Ella ella and her fella
Were making a wreck, a wreck of Mack the knife

(Scat)

So you heard, yes we've swung it
Yes we tried to, yes we sung it
You won't recognise it, it's a surprise hit
This tune called Mack the knife

And so we leave you in Berlin Town
Yes we've swung Old Mack, we've swung old Mackie down
For the Darrin fans and for the Louis Armstrong fans to
We've told you look out look out 
Old Mackies back in town.

